I Need A Spot.

I wish I had a spot.  A safe spot that I could claim as my own and shut out the distractions and obligations that could honestly wait. In this place I would have a desk paired with a comfy chair suitable to lengthy writing sessions.  To my right would be my piano with my notebook [...]

A Winter’s Wind

Leaves are turning—skipping stones across the pond face down to the earth. A singing robin improvises soul. Tweets from the trees since the first breath after birth. How hollow are the winds that blow those trees? And how high do they rest on top of those trees? Does that bird know the words to it’s [...]

This Writer’s Intentions

When I write, I need to not be worried about the thoughts that others might misconstrue. I will try to be sensitive to other people’s souls and well-being, but I have to be aware that if I consistently cut out material, my story will have no meaning.  It will be unrelatable because the characters will [...]

I Swear I’m Not A Hater…

It has come to my attention recently that I have made this blog out to be a “hater” blog.  Even though this seems to be a connecting theme, I honestly didn’t realize this until it was said to me. It makes sense, though, that I would have angered emotions being the largest producer of my [...]

Reflection #4

Science was never my best subject. Biology was interesting enough that I could stay awake through the monotonous lectures, but I didn’t really see how it connected the world. I couldn’t understand how we believed in things we could barely see yet I believe in God. And I couldn’t figure out why it was so [...]

A Memoir of “The Searching Bear”

As I sat on the couch, the leather clinging to my warm skin caused by my almost-constant presence, I thought about how much I wanted to be a writer. Again. Somehow, while looking to the future in my mind, a memory got in the mix and made me stop. Oddly enough, I was sitting on [...]